In our little swamp...

In our little swamp...
 
 In our little swamp,
 People despise the sun,
 Do not communicate with & nbsp; nature,
 Like the lake peoples.
 On the swamp of midges
 Stings from night to morning.
 What else to kill?,
 When the moss and swamp around!?
 Cramped, stuffy, untrue,
 Wolf berry, nettle…
 In every burrow and nest,
 People pray to the feud!
 They would take, unite,
 To the waters of joy to break!
 But disunity prevents,
 Laziness, kneeling...
 Who drank swamp water,
 Below the level of courage.
 He is afraid to become different,
 There is stinking smoke over the swamp...